v 
il 
li 
1 
• 
R IT" 
Tulip, Red. —5unC I7tb— Declaration of Love. 
ii 
► 
Yet no delicious scent it yields, to cheer the garden 
or the fields ; 
Vainly in gaudy colours drest, ’tis rather gazed on 
than caressed. 
Tulip, Variegated. — IStb — Beautiful Eyes. 
Who thus, O tulip ! thy gay painted breast 
In all the colours of the sun hath drest! 
Well could I call thee, in thy gaudy pride. 
The queen of flowers.— Kleist. 
Tulip, Yellow — I9tb — Hopeless Love. 
Then comes the tulip-race, where beauty plays 
Her idle freaks.— Thomson. 
Tulip, Variegated. — 20tb — Beautiful Eyes. 
The tulip’s petals .shine in dew. 
All beautiful, yet none alike. 
Montgomery. 
Tulip, Red. — 2lSt — Declaration of Love. 
Not one of Flora’s brilliant race 
A form more perfect can display ; 
Art could not feign more simple grace. 
Nor Nature take a line away. 
Montgomery. 
Broom. 
Whin. 
— 22nb 
f Humility, Neatness. 
1 Anger. 
o 
43 - 
The broom and whin, by loch and linn. 
Are tipp’d wi’ gowd in summer weather. 
J. Imlah. 
-ft 
